MORE THAN FRIENDS

Kill Or be Killed

Ayesha's funeral was so beautiful and the family made sure of it. The whole hood paid respect and the family dressed sharp in red and black. Wallace let the Doves go and sobbed hard as he watched them fly away over top her coffin. Her death was so unbelievable to everyone. That wasn't suppose to be her dying so young, her whole life was before and it was suddenly taking by the hands of a close family member.
Once they buried her in the ground Houston lost it completely and fell to his knees. Stevie had to catch him as he listened his brother let out a painful scream. He would never see her go off to her homecoming, graduate, get married nor give him a grandchild. This was beyond an emotional day for the family and close ones.

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Daron two a huge gulp of his liquor and a puff of his blunt laced with coke in it. He smiled at the mirror with low, red eyes as aimed his 9mm at his reflection.
"She wanna play me knowing I love her then she gotta die" he said chuckling as he shook his head "Shit I'll kill both of us and neither one of us will be happy" he said to himself before taking another gulp from his cup.
"Daron who you talking to" Ashley asked as she peaked her head in the bedroom.
He looked away "Nothing babe let me be right now" he said aiming the gun back up to the mirror with a sly grin on his face.
Ashley slowly left the room, but she just over heard wasn't sitting well with her. She figured he wasn't over his ex especially since half of the night he was calling her name in his sleep. She was so fed with his bullshit and his obsession with Meona, but too afraid to say anything. Lately she had been face to face with the devil and she wasn't sure if something would happen to her if she pushed him. For the rest of the night she heard Daron ramping off about how he was gonna kill everyone that got in his way. All she could do was sit on the couch and cry herself to sleep, wondering how she let herself get in this predicament.

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Jamel walked in the basement of the warehouse with Stevie and Kabron behind him. They noticed Wallace standing behind Tyson who was tied up to a chair with a sock stuffed in his mouth. He was beat up pretty bad, but nothing compared to his two deceased homeboys Stitch and Moe with a hole in the middle of their foreheads.

"Niggas couldn't wait" Wallace stated as if he could read Jamel's face expression.
"But we saved the best for last" Houston said coming from around the corner.
Tyson wiggled and yelled something through the sock, trying to get their attention.
Jamel walked up and snatched the sock out his mouth to let him speak. "Man fuck y'all... Y'all ain't no family of mines y'all bitched me time and time and treated me like shit" Tyson ramped on the minute the sock was out his mouth.
Houston stood in his face with nothing by anger in his body. He tapped the gun on the side of Tyson's head " Nigga the audacity of you, I raised ya ass. Gave you the same as my own child like an uncle suppose to do,but see what ya problem was, was you wanted everything for ya self. You was a selfish greedy, grimy ass nigga and not only did you rob family... You took family away over some bullshit".
"I ain't do shit" he said nonchalantly.
"Nigga you killed my daughter.... My only daughter" Houston yelled with tears at the brim of his eyes.

Tyson dropped his head and shook it. He knew he sent shots their way,but he had no idea that Ayesha was killed. Still he had to hold his ground to his uncles and cousin who all stood in front of him with weapons.
"I did what I had to do" he shrugged his shoulders.
Houston nodded his head and stuff the sock back in his mouth. He stepped back and aimed his gun at Tyson "Me too". Him and Wallace sent bullets through his body, killing him instantly.
None of them ever imagined killing Tyson, but behind Ayesha and all the shit he had caused he had to go.

The minute Jamel entered the house Meona stopped pacing and rushed over to him. "Where have you been"? She couldn't help, but to raise her voice because she had been waiting for him all day. She called multiple times and he didn't answer and that set her off.
"Meme I don't feel like this shit right now I told you I had to do something important" he said walking pass her.

"I know... You killed them didn't you"?
He stopped and faced her with his face twisted up "What"?
"Tyson and them boys... Y'all killed them didn't y'all"?
He raised his eyebrows and nodded his head. Wasn't no need to lie to her when they were past him hiding background and what he did with his lifestyle.
Just then Meona saw red she started pushing Jamel and hitting him in his chest as tears streamed down her face "How could you"?
"Fuck you mean meme these niggas killed my little cousin" he barked at her and he grabbed her to stop her from hitting him. "You don't think I know that" she yelled.
"What was I pose to do... Let that shit go"?  "No, but you wasn't pose to kill them Jamel let the police handle it not you" she yelled as she swung at him again, but this time he caught her hand and gently pushed her back up against the wall.
"Meona chill the fuck and stop putting ya fucking hands on me" he yelled in her face causing her to cry harder.
"Get off of me" she screamed as she tried to push away from him.

"Meme you knew I never been a sucka ass nigga to go to the pigs for shit. My little cousin is dead meme.... She dead she ain't coming back. How the fuck could I explain to my family that I can't ride on some niggas that ended my little cousin's life. Stop being stupid" he said calmly with her pinned up against the wall.
"Let me go" she said between her teeth.
"Meme please chill out I love you... Your my child's mother and Your probably gonna be my wife I can't having you lose faith on us now" he told her just as she gain the strength to push him back.

"It didn't have to be this way Jamel I want Ayesha back too... This is hurting me too" she said sobbing as she watched his face soften up. "But I need my daughter's father in her life.. Even if he's not in mines" she added with a serious face. Her statement did something to him because he knew what she was getting to and he ain't wanna hear that shit.
"Meme what else do you want from me huh? I do everything you want I try to do every fucking thing to please you and you always make it like it's not enough. And for you not to be in my corner about Ayesha is fucked up" he said raising his voice a little.

"I am by your side ... She was close to me too, but do you think she would want you to risk ya life. You get him then someone comes back to retaliate, it's a fucking cycle that I don't want us in Jamel"she said with tears falling down her face.
He shook his head "How could I be so stupid to expect someone like you to understand. You not one of us Meme you live in a good home with ya parent in the suburbs while niggas and his family like me had to do shit to get there. We didn't have a silver spoon in our mouth so why would I expect a person who has to understand the streets".
She chuckled and bite her bottom lip as tears rolled down again. She looked up at him and wiped her tears away "I'm leaving" she said as she turned to walk away.

Upstairs she packed her suitcase quickly while crying her heart out. At this moment she didn't care about anything because she was hurt. Maybe he was right, maybe she wasn't for him and he wasn't her.
Jamel came in the room and stopped her by pulling her into a tight hug. When she looked up in his eyes and saw his tears it broke her heart more. "Meme I can't lose you, but I have to be with my family on this one whether you agree or not".
She nodded her head and hugged him back like that would be her last hug to him.
"I'm sorry Meme".
"Me too".

"When I get back we can finish this conversation" he told her as he kissed her forehead. He glanced back at her one last time before leaving the room. She sat down on the bed and closed her eyes to escape the pain that she was feeling. Hearing Jamel leave out the house ached her heart because she didn't want him to leave. She was being selfish about Ayesha and she realized that, but she didn't wanna lose her man too. Ayesha was her favorite person to be around and now she would get her face again and this hurt her too even if she wasn't blood.
She just wanted this handled the right way, how could you blame her when one of her parents were lawyers and she didn't grow up in the mix of the hood.

Jamel was gone for at least two in a half hours before he finally came walking back through the door. He was tired and his mind was on a thousand. All he wanted to do was get back good with his girl and go to bed. But those plans got canceled when he came back to an empty room.